[69 Book Bar - www.] The empty room, the lonely night sky, the cold moon, the misty blue smoke, could not see his expression, but she was urged by lust, uncontrollably, and clearly listened to his vomiting
With those words, "...come in."
Liar!
Liar!!!
Her head was confused, and her eyes turned to the mirror not far away. In the mirror, she looked at the jade-like lips uttering those words coldly.
The door was kicked open, and a man in white stood straight outside the exquisitely carved door. A pair of clear eyes that were so gentle that they seemed to drip water were clamped on a perfect and handsome face, covered with long and fine hair.
His smooth forehead hangs down to his thick and slender eyelashes, and under his white clothes is a delicate skin that is incomparable to anyone else. Under the candlelight, there is no blush at all, and his delicate face only shows a sickly paleness.
But he always exudes a noble and elegant temperament, which matches his tall and slender figure.
Feng Moyan.
"Qing Wu, weren't you hit by a love potion? Why are you here?... This King... This King's body seems to be abnormal." Feng Moyan stood at the door, her black jade-like pair of hands exuding a rich warmth.
With careless eyes, he looked painfully at the charming woman on the bed whose expression was obscured by her hair.
He, without waiting for Mo Qingwu's reaction, slowly walked towards her disheveled...
The cold fragrance of pear blossoms still clearly filled the air around me, but the original reason was getting further and further away from her, and the flawless white figure became increasingly blurry in her eyes.
"...Mo Yan..." She wanted to reach out and touch the fleeting reason like a veil, but her hand just hung feebly on the bedside. What was going on... her whole body... was numb and numb at the slightest strength?
Without it, the burning heat in the chest became more and more intense, and streams of heat flowed from the chest to the abdomen and lingered for a long time... The whole body seemed to be tickled by countless ants crawling... The residual poison of the love potion actually started to act again at this time.
Already.
In the incense burner.
Wisps of pear-scented green smoke rose up.
In her blurred vision, the slender man who looked like a celestial being was getting closer and closer to her...
Also under the control of the love medicine, Feng Moyan slowly walked towards her and gently opened the quilt covering her...
"...Um...Feng...Feng Moyan...you tell me...the way to resolve Hehuansan..." She hung on the bed and tried her best to open her eyes wide, looking at the man with an unnatural blush on both sides of his cheeks.
, a fairy-like man, but lust has blurred her eyes and she can't see clearly. She can't even touch the hem of his clothes that are fluttering...
He said, "Qing Wu... don't be afraid... I'm here... don't be afraid..."
He said, "I'm sorry, Qingwu... I'm the one who hurt you... The only way to get rid of the charm drug of Hehuansan... is the intercourse between men and women. Apart from this, there is no other solution."
He said, "...Qingwu, let me help you...detoxify..."
Feng Moyan slowly unbuttoned her buttons, revealing skin as delicate as porcelain, and gently leaned forward. His big, creamy hands hesitantly passed over the skirt of her chest, and gently brushed away the tears on her face.
He let out a faint sigh, and she grabbed his hand eagerly, pulling him tightly like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw, "...Feng Moyan...tell me...why
To treat me like this...please...please...tell me the reason why I am so despised..."
Feng Moyan hugged her tightly to prevent her from struggling, as if he was afraid that she would accidentally hurt herself, and gently uttered words to make her give up with her tightly pursed lips: "Qing Wu, you fool, you are here."
It’s now, don’t you understand yet?”
Yes, she doesn't understand,
She didn't understand why fate was teasing her like this. In her previous life, she was molested by her adoptive father. After being discovered by her adoptive mother, she insisted on saying that it was her adoptive father who had taken the initiative to seduce her, and drove her out of the house with a broom. On the street in full view of everyone, she
Spit was flying everywhere, and he even yelled at her, calling her a broom star and a vixen!
But in this life, she was scolded as a "cheap hoof" as soon as she traveled through time. She finally managed to become a relative of the emperor. She thought that she would be rich and prosperous in the future, and she would enjoy it inexhaustibly, but inexplicably...
She was called a "bitch, an illegitimate daughter" and was thrown into death row. Her biological aunt tricked her into giving him Hehuan Powder, and she was almost defiled by a beggar.
Why? Why should fate be so cruel to her? She didn't understand why Feng Zhisu, who was holding her hand just a moment ago, saying that she belonged only to him, had been detoxified from Hehuansan and regained consciousness.
To say such hurtful words, she didn't understand why he could say...trust me...and at the same time tear her hard-earned trust into pieces. Why should he lie?
she!
"...God, stop playing with me, tell me you are...joking with me again...right, let's stop playing, okay...you have taken away everything from me...could it be that now...
Are you not even going to spare my body...?!"
Mo Qingwu hung on Feng Moyan's shoulder, trying her best to raise her head and looking at the thin air beside her with a hint of expectation. Her robes fluttering in disorder did not contain any warmth, and the cold moonlight shining on her was so...
's unreal.
"...At the very least...if this is my fate, it would be better to just let me die in that car accident..."
She held her chest, and the hot pain burned her. I heard something inside cracked, shattered, and scattered on the floor... I could never pick it up again.
Mo Qingwu... Mo Qingwu... Only such a cold and aloof name is worthy of the god-like and ruthless person who will be born from now on.
She closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, not looking into Feng Moyan's eyes as deep as black pools. An unspeakable tiredness swept over her. Suddenly, the heat in her chest surged like a river, and the pain came fiercely.
It spread all over her body, mixed with indescribable itching and numbness, and I curled up uncomfortably.
It hurts...
It hurts so much...I want to go home...
Mo Qingwu sobbed.
Dimly, I saw that Feng Moyan's deep eyes were full of nervousness and... at a loss... That man who looked like he was born with a noble and extraordinary aura would actually have such an expression.
In a daze, she seemed to feel that he was carefully lifting her up, and her lower body was pressed tightly against a hot body.
It's already like this... What else does he want to do... Mo Qingwu endured the pain in her chest and looked at him with squinted eyes. He carefully and awkwardly wiped away the tears on her face, "You'll be fine... Don't be afraid...
…and I am here…I will never let anything happen to you, and I will never allow anything to happen to you.”